This is a penalty goal!
The Italy Team players quickly reacted and rushed to the main referee.
"No goal! The ball was far from the goal line!"
"Visually, the ball did not go in!"
"It was a perfect save, no one can change this result!"
The players from both sides are on the verge of conflict again.
The coaches and substitute players from both sides are also frantically aligning.
Audi and Bernulin clenched their fists, both excited and fearful that the main referee’s final decision would be that the ball went in.
For a moment, some were aligning, some were cursing, and some were praying.
"Oh oh, the goal-line technology has been activated!" The commentator was very excited, "This is a great moment in football history! After being officially introduced by UEFA, the goal-line technology first played its role in the European Cup final!"
"Nothing can more effectively promote the fairness of football technology!"
"It is worth mentioning that the reason goal-line technology could be used in this year’s European Cup was because of Lu Yang’s protest and demand in the Europa League matches before!"
"One could say, without Lu Yang, there wouldn’t be this moment’s goal-line technology analysis."
"So, did this technology help Lu Yang successfully save Robben’s penalty, or did it help Robben score against Lu Yang’s penalty?"
The goal-line technology footage appeared on major broadcast screens.
In the pitch-black screen, the goal-line shone brightly.
The blue football lay across the goal line, indistinguishable to the naked eye.
But soon, the perspective changed, the distance closed, 3D projection...
Eventually, the football’s shadow fell on the goal line, with half crossing the goal line, most of the rest pressing on the goal line, and a small part outside the goal line!
No goal!
The entire football must cross the goal line to count as a goal!
Soon, the football shadow dropped, and a second 3D projection was marked.
This time, only one-third pressed the line, the rest of the ball was outside the goal line.
Still no goal!
The display on the screen was crystal clear, with no opacity or contentious areas.
Therefore, the main referee indicated that Lu Yang successfully saved the penalty!
"GOAL... oh no... it should be no! Lu Yang refused Robben’s penalty! Italy still leads France four to three!"
"Miracle! A miracle truly appeared! With Audi being sent off with a red card, Lu Yang took Audi’s gloves, wore the captain’s armband, and stood before the goal line!"
"At this moment, he is the guardian of the Italy Team! And he, too, successfully preserved Italy Team’s victory!"
"We know that Lu Yang once played a guest role as a goalkeeper for his club and defeated the opponent Roma. After that game, the San Remo miracle swept through all of Italy!"
"And today, Lu Yang once again played a guest role as a goalkeeper, saving the world’s number one left winger Robben’s penalty, helping the Italy Team maintain its lead! After this match, regardless of the result, the San Remo miracle will surely sweep through Europe!"
"To the top! This Italy Team is only five minutes away from topping Europe!"
"Three minutes ago, Bernulin made a fatal error. He used his red card and a penalty to stop Robben’s sure goal! He’s Italy’s sinner!"
"Two minutes ago, Audi was too agitated and insulted the main referee, also receiving a red card, causing Italy to lose its goalkeeper! He will also face controversies after the match."
"But now, none of that matters anymore! Bernulin saved Italy! Audi saved Italy! Lu Yang saved Italy! This Italy Team is full of miracle elements! Everyone is shining for the final championship!"
Outside the pitch, Audi and Bernulin cried tears of joy.
The two embraced tightly.
They have redeemed themselves!
But more important than their redemption is that their Italy Team... is going to win!
Compared to the excitement of the Italy Team, the France Team at this moment has reached a dead end.
They know that this match, the tide has turned against them.
Robben stood on the penalty spot, gazing deeply at the goal, the moment he decided on the penalty direction flashed through his mind countless times.
At that moment, there were a million possibilities.
Perhaps only one was his penalty being saved by Lu Yang.
But he just encountered it.
Robben felt weak all over, feeling that in the next moment he might collapse to the ground.
"Hey! Kick the ball quickly! There are at least five more minutes in the match! What the heck are you all doing!"
A man charged over furiously, pushing the spaced-out players, including Robben.
Everyone looked at that man.
He was Mediterranean.
He was a bit bald.
He wore the captain’s armband.
He had a severe expression and a bright light in his eyes.
"Hurry up! This is the European Cup final! We are France!" Zidane dutifully shouted to his teammates, "Did you forget what happened in the ninetieth minute? Did you forget what kind of team we are?"
"Everyone, pull yourselves together! The next goal we are going to score will not be just one!"
In an instant, the entire France Team was activated.
"Score a goal!"
"Score a goal!"
"Score a goal!"
The France Team players thumped their chests and stomped their feet, shouting to score, while urging the celebrating Italy Team to quickly return to their half, and complaining to the main referee about Italy Team’s prolonged celebration.
The main referee also realized this.
He was shocked by Lu Yang’s penalty save.
But now, he must continue to maintain the flow of the match.
In the one hundred and nineteenth minute, the match resumed.